Yuxiang

Ten years later, in the endless sea, Wenxiang Island.

In the early morning, the sea was covered with thick fog. Some fishermen stood by the sea and discussed in low voice when the fog would clear up.

Suddenly, a space crack appeared in the sky above Wenxiang Island, and a figure in white casual clothes walked out of the crack calmly... When Murong Xianxian stepped out of the space crack, figures on the island appeared one after another, and suddenly More than [-] monks emerged.

Murong Xianxian was slightly taken aback, her eyes gleaming, but when she saw a burly and familiar figure among the figures, her face immediately warmed up, and at the same time, a smile appeared from the bottom of her heart.

"Sister, you're finally back." The owner of the figure flew in front of Murong Xianxian in the blink of an eye, with a naive smile on his face.

"It's back. Xiaoxiao, you're over a hundred years old, and you're still so unstable. There's no need for you to handle this kind of thing yourself." Murong Xianxian said with a smile.

The person who came was Murong Xiaoxiao, he is now the Supreme Elder of Wenxiangfang, his strength surpassed that of ordinary Mahayanas, but his attachment to Sister Nai has not diminished in the slightest.

"Didn't I sense that you came back, so I came to greet you in person?" Murong Xiaoxiao said.

Murong Xianxian nodded slightly, glanced around, and said, "These are all disciples I have accepted in recent years? They all have good qualifications."

There are more than [-] monks around, all with the logo of Wenxiangfang on their bodies. Although the highest cultivation level is Yuan Danqi, everyone is young and has considerable potential.

"Yes, Wenxiangfang has developed well in recent years, and has selected a large number of disciples with outstanding qualifications."

Murong Xiaoxiao said somewhat complacently, "Sister, let's talk when we go back."

As they tossed and tossed in the air, the fishermen below naturally found out.Although they were used to seeing practitioners flying around, as ordinary people, they still respected the 'immortals' very much, and they all knelt down.To show respect.

Regarding Murong Xiaoxiao's suggestion, Murong Xianxian naturally would not object, the two fled away surrounded by a group of monks, and went straight to Wenxiang blessed land.Murong's slender cave.

Although she hasn't come back for a long time, Murong Xianxian is still the head teacher, and the place where she lives is still the best... In fact, she really doesn't care much about this. Back then, she brought a fairyland with her. What a good place Never lived?

"Master! You're back?!"

A group of people just landed in front of the cave.With a cry of surprise, a female cultivator in her twenties ran over and looked at Murong Xianxian excitedly.

"Lingque, you're so tall. But your cultivation is still too low." Murong Xianxian recognized the person who came, it was Lingque, a female disciple she accepted when she first came to Yuanling World .

At that time, Lingque was thin and weak, typical of malnutrition, but now she became a tall, vigorous and graceful female monk, exuding the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator... Murong Xianxian had heard of it.This female disciple is obsessed with alchemy, so she is a little weaker in cultivation, but her foundation is well established. If she cultivates hard, it is only a matter of time before she is promoted to the stage of alchemy.

Murong Xiaoxiao waved away the other monks, leaving Ling Que alone, and followed them into the cave - when Murong Xianxian was not at home, Ling Que and a few other disciples were responsible for cleaning up here.

"Lingque, how is your comprehension of the Tianxiang secret book?" Murong Xian took a look at the female apprentice.asked with a smile.

"Thank you, master, for your guidance. Most of the secret spices disciples have been able to successfully refine, and now they are researching some special spices." Lingque replied with some anxiety in his heart.

In Wenxiangfang, Tianxiang Secrets is not the most powerful inheritance.But it is indeed the most unpredictable inheritance.Among all the disciples, Lingque is the most suitable person to practice this inheritance.However, if too much time is spent on research, it would be putting the cart before the horse... At least that's what Murong Xianxian thinks.

"Knowledge is endless, but time is limited, how to arrange it. You master it yourself."

After thinking about it carefully, Murong Xianxian really has no way to strictly ask Lingque what choice to make. Every time a practitioner improves a realm, his lifespan will increase, but research is endless, especially for inheritances like Tianxiang Secrets. , Is it easy to climb on the shoulders of the predecessors?

"Yes, disciple understands." Lingque replied respectfully.

"Well, go and invite Elder Yin and Elder Du over here." Murong Xianxian ordered again.

This is a family gathering that hasn't been together in a long time.

That night, Murong Xianxian's family and Yin Xiulan's family had dinner together. Although they used to send news back and forth from time to time during their travels, this time it was the deity who told them in more detail, and Murong Xianxian shared what he had learned from these years of travel. They are all handed over to Murong Xiaoxiao and Murong Qianxue... Some things can be handed over to the sect, but some things belong to the family. Maybe it is a bit selfish to say that, but this is exactly why Murong Xianxian embarked on the road of cultivation. power.

In fact, people like Murong Xianxian don't have much affection for the children of the family, unless they are the first or second generation of direct blood relatives.

That night, everyone was awake. Murong Xianxian was not only talking about her travel notes, but also about her spiritual path of cultivation. At the same time, she also left all the things she didn't need to use to her relatives and friends... At her level, Ordinary fairy artifacts are not attractive to her.

The party continued until dawn. At the end, Murong Xianxian called Murong Qianxue into the secret room alone.

"Qianxue, do you know what I am going to the Demon Realm this time?" Murong Xianxian sat on a low bed and motioned for Murong Qianxue to sit down too.

"It's to find a treasure." Murong Qianxue vaguely heard her father mention it.

"That's right. This is it."

As soon as Murong Xianxian raised his hand, nine black jade tripods appeared in front of him one by one, "After these nine tripods are gathered, not only will there be a set of god-level body training exercises, but these nine tripods will also be a set of high-level immortal tools. The stronger the law, the harsher the conditions for cultivation, it is your luck that I have come across such a treasure."

What Murong Xianxian took out was a ruby ​​the size of a walnut, and a ball of golden liquid was sealed inside.

"This is the blood of a golden fairy, you can use it to assist in your cultivation." Murong Xianxian explained without waiting for her to ask.

This is the treasure she got when she obtained the ninth Black Jade Cauldron.The body training method requires a lot of materials that can change the physique. With the blood of the Golden Immortal, it can save more than half of the time. Murong Xianxian gave this opportunity to his niece, not only for personal reasons, but also for the sake of the sect.

"So be it."

Murong Xianxian closed her eyes: "I have to retreat for a while before ascending, and we will see each other before we pass the catastrophe."

"Yes." Murong Qianxue put away the Jiuding, and quietly left the secret room.

At the same time she came out, Murong Xianxian's avatar and the second soul and their avatars all entered the secret room, and the door of the secret room was closed afterward. (To be continued.)